Mixed with floral pollen from the land moonlit,
You had arrived upon that night which...
Sweetness amplified, paradise perceived,
Hey the Mind-Pleaser, You came with what wish?
Up to now the screwpine stamens, just that story they tell;
Juhi jasmines sing Your triumph, even though distressed.
Pinwheel flowers, Spanish jasmines, and the jati, senses aquiver,
Privately, they compose boundless songs of lovers' tryst.
Even today the forest-doe, she gazes at the sky;
With his tail unbodied, the peacock spies.
In delight the frog croaks through tears love-filled;
He cries to learn from kadam and tamal still.
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Krsna, You are ours; and we are Yours.
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